The sudden contact, to Ciri's surprise, he didn't expect the mass in front of him to take the initiative to come into contact with him, and through the leather gloves came a thick and boneless lump of meat to the touch, like an unprocessed meat chop. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Ah......h

"Are you a stranger from another world?" the voices from across the space converged into a question that made Ciri very nervous, and until now, she didn't know what the world's attitude was towards visitors from another world.

"Don't be nervous, I trust the people who came back with Sophie. The owner of the voice seemed to see through the inner thoughts of the person standing in front of him, and he took the initiative to comfort him.

"Are you...... This...... A lump of meat?" Ciri wanted to talk to the other party in civilized and polite words, but in the end, facing the lump of meat wrapped in sackcloth in front of him, the words he said were disrespectful, "Why do you say that I am from another world?"

"Yes, I've become such a lump of meat now. As if to make his words more believable, it also made an exaggerated movement as a mass of flesh on its body, like a gelatinous lump of mud.

"Because I have never heard what you say, and I am a historian, and I know that all the languages of this world, whether they have climbed to the peak of history or disappeared in the long river of history, I know them, I know them all, and I have not heard what you say, ma'am, but I can understand it. Which brings me to this guess. A confident voice, it seems that the other party is very confident in his statement.

"Really?" the conversation between the two froze, and Ciri set his eyes on the lump of flesh in front of him.

There was no sound from the moving lump, but the slight friction of the sackcloth wrapped around it reached her ears, and she was full of curiosity about what the lump of flesh wrapped in it was.

Her curiosity wanted her to uncover the truth about this mess, but the voice that followed dissuaded her.

"Child, don't be manipulated by your own curiosity!" The kind warning didn't seem to care about the other party's rudeness, just like a parent telling his own child to pay attention to safety.

"Uh......" stopped when the hand that was about to touch the sackcloth stopped, and Sophie's explanation came to his ears again, and the more he knew, the faster he went crazy.

"Who are you?" retracted her hand, which was about to untie the answer, and she asked the other party puzzled, and the many fresh meat balls she saw when she came from them were wrapped in white cloths, and they must have a reason.

The lump of flesh lying on the hospital bed twitched rapidly, quickly adjusting its posture, as if it was putting itself in a more comfortable position.

"I'm a historian, my name is Briss, and it's a pleasure to meet you, an outlander from another world. The meat ball slowly stretched out except for a raised strip of meat, and the strip of meat slowly became the size of an ordinary person's arm, and the linen cloth became an extremely strong fabric at this moment, and in line with the changes in the meat strip, the stretched linen meat strip changed for a while, and finally became a palm.

The idea of a handshake strike at Ciri struck her as strange as she had never performed such a ritual with an unknown object.

It's one thing to be weird, but there's always a precedent for everything, isn't it?With this in mind, Ciri performs the first strange gesture of friendship with the lump in front of him, who calls himself Briss.

It feels soft as a boneless hand, and it feels like holding a ball of sausages in your hand.

The ritual was short-lived, only for a second, and Bliss changed its "hand" back to its original form.

"My name is Ciri, and it's a pleasure to meet you. Ciri said to the other party with a sincere smile, although it was inhuman, but the attitude expressed made her feel comfortable.

"Forgive me, I overheard your conversation with Bethune, you should have one or two more names, right?" Bliss said curiously, as if he wanted to uncover all the secrets of Ciri.

"I'm a historian and I'm very interested in all kinds of unknown puzzles. If I trespass on your privacy, I hope that Ms. Ciri's forgiveness will forgive me for my rudeness......" As if noticing Ciri's strange expression, Bliss immediately defended his question.

"It's fine. replied softly, although she felt uncomfortable being overheard, but the other party's attitude made her impression of it add a lot of points.

"Wait......" Ciri suddenly thought of a chilling phenomenon, and if his guess was correct, then the darkness displayed here was difficult to accept.

"I want to ask, all the ...... in the hospital beds here People, are they all alive?" Although that lump of flesh could not be called a human, this was the most intuitive idea she had when she came into contact with the Briss in front of her—those lumps of flesh were definitely people!

"Like me, we used to have human form, and now we live like this, but we all believe that we will reappear to the world as human beings in the future. The echo-like voice now carries a strong sense of mission, and it seems to be extremely proud of what it is doing.

"However, none of us hope that one day we will return to the world we all love in human form!"

Ciri slowly crouched down, no longer maintaining the posture of looking down on the other party just now, she looked at the mass of flesh in front of her, although she was wrapped in linen "clothes", but she saw the other party slowly twitching.

Sad?

"Are you sad?" Mingming just made a passionate declaration.

"It's not sad, I just often miss my old life, my family, my comrades-in-arms, my job...... Forgive me, I'm a historian and I often get caught up in memories. The twitching of the mass of flesh now gradually eased, slowly returning to its original state, and the moving body seemed to be fiddling with its torso in pursuit of enjoyment.

"Lady Ciri, can you tell me your story? Bliss made his own request, and while it was impossible to visually observe what was going on in its current dynamics, Ciri could see that his words were full of hope.

"My life is more than legendary. ”

"It can't be said that everyone has their own legendary experience, whether he is a king who rules over thousands of people, or a cowardly deserter on the battlefield, they all have their own legendary deeds that they are proud of. Bliss retorted solemnly, "As a king, he may make a decision that will benefit millions, and as a deserter, he may win the admiration of others because of the battle he once stood on the battlefield......"

Ciri's tirade from the historian is of little interest to her, and in her opinion, the first part of what he says is true, but the words that follow make it difficult for her to agree that a deserter on the battlefield cannot bear the description of a legend.

"I beg your pardon, I don't want to say it. Ciri turned down the offer and told the stranger about her experience, which was not her approach.

"It's okay, then lady from another world, is there anything I can do to help you?" As if frustrated by Ciri's refusal, the lump suddenly flattened, but soon returned to its original lively and active state.

"Can you tell me why you're like this? I'm curious, and if it's inconvenient for you, I'm not reluctant. "Her inner curiosity always haunted her, and she wanted to know what the truth was.

"Actually, this is not something buried in the ruins of history, and everyone who lives in this world knows that we exist. He seemed proud of his existence.

"We are warriors who once guarded this world, and our origins are very complex, we have nobles of noble birth, thieves from the slums, and heretics from the southern countries, but we have all fought on the front lines and guarded the world when the world was about to be destroyed. ”

"Who are you fighting against?" A legendary epic background makes Ciri very curious about them who can destroy a world, and how did they save the world at the hands of the enemy?

"A group of invaders from another world, who call themselves elves, whose army calls 'Wild Hunt', who wear solid black armor that looks like skeletons, who wear helmets that look like skeletons, who bring not only death, but also monsters from other worlds, blood moons that plunge the world into darkness, and more deadly, they also lure hoarfrost to our world that never ends. ”

"Wild Hunt" is an unexpected word, Ciri is no stranger to this legendary word, because not long ago, she was taught to be a human by the leader of the other party. It's just that she didn't expect that these wild hunters would reach this place.

"Everywhere they passed, there were bones all over the place, they didn't need prisoners, and there were only three ways to fight them: death, capture, or victory. The war lasted for a long time, and although we were in a certain situation of defeat for a time, we drove the invaders out of our homeland under the blessing of God under the leadership of General Alfonso. But the price was very heavy, not to mention the casualties, and most seriously, they brought the monster to our hometown, the blood moon has replaced the sun since that moment, and there is always hoarfrost falling from another world in the sky. ”

"Their departure does not mean the end of the war, the food production is reduced, the monsters are rampant, we have just come down from the battlefield, and we have participated in one battle after another......" Bliss's narrative stopped abruptly, and he seemed to be estimating an approximate figure.

"At the age of twenty-six, I joined the army against the Wild Hunt, and until I died on the battlefield, I had spent thirty years on the battlefield wearing armor and carrying a spear and musket. It wasn't until one day, when I was torn in half by a monster from another world, that my battlefield career briefly ended. ”

"Why is it short?" Will the other party still be able to stand on the battlefield again?, Ciri looked at them in the hospital bed reduced to a lump of flesh, and was skeptical of this statement.

"Because Dr. Bethune was able to resurrect us, we were able to reappear on the battlefield as humans, but only the next time the world was on the brink of destruction. ”

"Now, my comrades-in-arms are indulging in the dream of living happily in the past, and I am the only one who is soberly aware of everything that is happening around me, because I am a historian and I want to witness the changes in this world and record the development of this world. ”